There are only so many times you can make the same journey home before even the prospect of walking in your front door becomes a chore. Anna and I had tread the same paving stones after a wander through Edinburgh so many times, it had all become a blur. It became an almost involuntary motion as we put one foot in front of the other and slowly shuffled our way home.
One day, we decided to throw it all to fate and take a right turn.
It was the best right turn I have ever taken.
What began as simply a change of scenery took us from France to Cairo, Taipei and onward to many distant places.
Little did we know, that simple diversion from our steadfast path would take us on the Voyage of Buck.